Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 73423 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73423 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
The mere taste of her is divine, unlike the savory meat my owner would only feed me. No, nothing comes close to the taste of her as I circle her slit and eat her out.
I’ve never been so hungry in my entire life, and I don’t want to wait another second longer. I’m ravenous, dying of a thirst that can only be quenched by tasting the juices that have taunted me since I first smelled her.
God, her scent alone could make me kill.
Hell, I would kill anything in my path to obtain even the slightest lick.
My tongue swivels back and forth, greedy for more. And when I look up, the girl seems too flustered to even speak.
But she doesn’t need to say the words out loud for me to know what she’s thinking.
I’ll eat her up, devour her alive, and leave nothing in my wake.
I can do all of that … and still, she wouldn’t be able to resist.
She’s lost all fight that was left in her.
All the pent-up anger was lost the second she laid eyes on my naked body.
I knew it then, and I know it now—she wants me as badly as I want her. And she definitely doesn’t need to ask.
“Oh God, what are you doing?” she mutters through heady breaths.
There’s no point in explaining it with words when I can let my tongue do the talking.
I lap her up, licking and sucking like my life depends on it. I’ve eaten many things in my life, but I have never eaten anything that tasted this amazing. I could eat her pussy for days and still not have enough.
I knew it when I licked the salt off her neck that I’d be in for a treat down here.
But the one thing that’s managed to subvert my expectation was just how much I enjoy her looking at me while I do this.
Because damn, those caramel eyes, they haunt my very fucking soul.
She immediately closes her eyes and falls back onto the concrete ground.
Too close, too heavy, too hot.
I know the feeling. I know it all too well, but all it does is make me want to get closer, deeper, wetter.
And fuck me, this has been long overdue.
My mouth is on her pussy like I’m eating the best meal I’ve ever had, and I have no regrets. If someone comes in to watch me feast on her, so be it. I don’t have it in me to care. The only thing I want is to lick and suck this pussy raw.
My cock bobs up and down from just the taste, but when she arches her back to meet my lips, that’s when it gets hard to maintain control.
Her mewls fill me with uncontrollable lust. I shove my hands underneath her ass to lift her, and I suck on the little swollen clit until she shivers. Goose bumps cover her whole body, and the flush on her skin is a sight to behold.
It’s the first time in forever that I’m finally getting a chance to do this again, but I’ve never had the pleasure of taking a girl who is so eager for more. Most of them begged me to do it in exchange for their life, and I took what I wanted without remorse because I could. Because, in some twisted, sadistic way, I wanted to give those women what they asked for. Their body in exchange for their freedom.
I didn’t take them because I wanted to.
But this … this girl I want.
Badly.
Ferociously.
And I would rather die tomorrow than risk not having buried my tongue in this delicious pussy just to survive. Because damn, I know I’ll be punished for doing this, for making her mine, for using her as a toy. I failed my task yet again, so I haven’t earned the right to take her.
But she’s here now, and I’ll be damned if I don’t take what’s right in front of me while I still can.
I’ve never felt this before, not for any girl. And the fact alone that I managed to resist the urge to claim her for so long is a feat in itself. This is pure animalistic thirst, and I’ve not nearly had enough of her.
I pull her even closer, dragging my lips across her slit until I reach her pussy, and I shove my tongue inside for the real deal. Her mouth forms an o-shape as a hampered moan escapes. She slaps her hand in front of her mouth and looks away, but it only makes me grin harder against her pussy as I thrust in and out, licking her freely flowing juices.
“Beast …” she mutters.
I’ve always hated that name. Until she spoke it out loud.
Her voice is like a siren’s call to me.
I roll my tongue around her clit and watch her unravel beneath me.